┊ . ˚ ˚★"...as the wind picked up the napkins and the water glasses fell. My crystal earrings danced.” ˖⋆˚˖ ࣪ ˖ . ݁ ݁
"... and I leaned against the white table for support, then dripped water from an ice cube... his shadow rushing from one side of my body to the other..."˖ ࣪ ˖ ˖ ࣪ ˖
"Exhausted, I collapsed, while white clouds hung frozen overhead, slowly darkening into a monsoon storm." ˖⋆˚—Coming Soon (That's not the name of the story :)
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